Fangs for the arteries
On that old wolf of were (pronounced "Where")
Blood thirst beyond compare
He'd nip a peck
And bite your neck,
If garlic wasn't there..
How nasty, he was...

Long fangs for the arteries
Like Lon Chan-ey once had
That classic filmdom lad
Portrayed a scary "Wolfman"
Sneaky, scuzzy, hairy, mad..
And so horny, he was..

Babes with an A-cup could wake up
With marks on their throat, dotted punctures
A sign the vampire had sucked theirs,
Soon they would be, like him, you see..

With fangs for the arteries
Long sharp and jagged teeth
Two up, and two beneath
Felt no rejoice,
Their only choice,
Same fate they must bequeath
Fang others, so much..

Fangs for the arteries
Each vampire, with the dawn,
Would, in his coffin, yawn
Hide in those nooks
For old Mel Brooks'...to slyly spoof upon
Then fang you so much

Dracula slunk in his castle
Located in old Transylvania
Had one big compulsion..to drain ya'
And leave you dry
With no goodbye..

Now skeptics who don't believe
That such things can exist
May be on the list..
Retire..ordinary,
But by morning...hairy wrist
It happens, so much..

It happens, so much..